บททั้งหมดของ A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Vincenzo Dante Volkov;"Morning, Boss," Venom greeted, taking the seat across from me. I barely glanced up, still combing through last night’s files."You run the background check on Juliet?" I asked. He nodded, sliding a folder across the desk, but I didn’t bother looking at it. "Just give me the essentials.""She’s an underdog, just as we thought," he replied. My grip on the pen tightened, and I finally looked up, catching his uneasy expression."Something on your mind?" I arched my brow, noting his hesitation. "Out with it, Christopher." The use of his real name brought him to attention."Her boyfriend’s using her as bait," he said, swallowing hard. "He’s abusive... and he’s the father of her daughter—"I cut him off with a wave, cold and dismissive. "I don’t care about her miserable life story. Answer the question—is she an underdog or not? If she is, then eliminate her." I returned to my work, making it clear the discussion was over."Sir… I…""What?" I snapped, my voice a low gr

VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOV;“Mr Vincenzo, the press is ready for you, they are right in the hall.” My PA Evelyn informed me. I let out a groanSince the launching of Prima Estates, The press, magazine, talk show and every other media house requests for an exclusive interview which I have refused a hundred times. But, for the sake of publicizing Prima Estates I agreed for a press conference which I am………late for.Countless camera flashes and lights are thrown to my face the moment I walk in, typical of these story-hungry-motherfuckers. I majestically took a seat in front of the staged microphone where I'll be giving my answers. They all choruses different questions at once, each trying to gain my attention being louder than their rival.I raised a hand, silence sweeps the hall, my cold menacing aura swirls the room reminding each of them whose presence they are. After what seems to be a minute of silence I pointed to a man dressed like Clark Kent in glasses.“Mr Vincenzo, How did you get y

VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOV;I walked back to my bedroom and there she was laying sprawled all over the bed. I went into the bathroom, had my bath And changed into just a short. I approached the bed but she was still sprawled on it like she owned the damn thing.“Scoot over, I also need my beauty sleep.” I said to her, She turned to me, opened her eyes and said nothing. She further spread herself more on the bed.It must seem cute to her but I was really tired after a long stay and I needed some sleep. “Little mouse, I do not want to play games tonight, I really need to sleep.”“If you could deny my release, why can't I deny you sleep.” She faked a sleepy voice.Is she really doing this? Like right now? I picked up a pillow and grabbed an extra blanket. I angrily slammed the door as I made my way to the guest room where I'll be spending my night since my little mouse is being petty and childish. Getting to the guest room, I realized I needed to change the bed and a lot of her things in

VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Earlier this morning in the kitchen, I avoided Vincenzo like he was contagious. Every time we almost crossed paths, I brushed past him as if he didn’t exist. His glare burned through me, irritated by my coldness, but who could blame me? The truth is, I wanted freedom. I needed it. Yes, the sex was incredible—an earth-shattering event—but I was wasting away while he was out there, thriving in a world of chaos and shadows, where being a monster was just his job. He'd call it "work," like it was just another day, but I knew better. He got a rush out of it, and I was left here, caught between longing and resentment.I watched his car speed off, a surge of unexpected longing hitting me. For a moment, I missed him. I missed his touch, the feel of his hands pulling me close, and those rare times he’d actually hold me, like I was something he couldn’t let go of. I missed him telling me about his plans for the day, those moments that almost felt normal. But I needed

VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Vincenzo let go of me but I could still see the rage and horror in his eyes. He grabbed one of my blobs and fondled it, not in an easy way, he manhandled it till I hissed in pain, making him smirk. He tweaked it and twirled it around his fingers before wrappìng his tongue around my nipples. Damn! His hot lips were making me more wet, if there is anything like that.I couldn't take it in again, I let out a pleasurable moan, which I regretted immediately because he paused and then sucked painfully and faster. He would bite and pull, suck faster than I've ever experienced. I kept screaming in pleasure, he turned to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. I was in another heaven, if this is the punishment he had in mind, I'll enjoy it then. Winks…….Hold that thought……Vincenzo stood up and removed his belt, he did not drop it on the floor, he pulled down my joggers and removed my panties making me bare before him. He folded the pants and instead broug